Lyrics: Meadow Song
In the winter Icicles dance for her; around in circles shimmering in the snow.
Big bang star dust… ghosts with their lying eyes. One last whisper before their memory dies.
Street signs beckon, "Please return to us; in this absence of what you mean to us."
Time is precious. She see this now, in her mirror… the snow and the plow.
Bring the candles, Bring your scented oils. Form a circle girl's & little boys.
Sleep… read more
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